"It's him?" Fang Qi glanced at the other party, the other party was none other than his old acquaintance, Pan Xiao, who was the genius of the Pan family, he had seen this person in the assessment of the Yiyuan Sect.

It's just that Fang Qi didn't expect that the other party would actually cultivate to a great progress, and also defeated an old student, Fang Qi shook his head, didn't look at the other party much, but continued to move forward, and it didn't take long to see a figure standing in the ring looking at himself.

Airplanes!

I saw a sword light rushing up, like a firelight erupting out, and like a volcano erupting, the entire small Metaverse seemed to be ignited, the light reflected in all directions, and the sword light rushed like a dragon!

Recite!

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and in an instant, an old student who flew up swept away.

Wang Han!

When Fang Qi saw this person, he immediately recognized it, he and him were just competing in swordsmanship that day, and as a result, he relied on his sword intent to defeat the other party, but the other party's cultivation was much higher than his own at that time, but he couldn't use it.

Now, I can't imagine seeing each other again.

The sound of the sword groaning on Wang Han's body bursts, a sword light is like a firelight, and the whole person is like a flame burning, what he used is the Burning Heart Sword Technique that Fang Qi has seen before!

It's just that his Burning Heart Sword Technique is very different from Fang Qi's cast, very different, Fang Qi's Burning Heart Sword Technique does whatever he wants, and there is no fixed move, while Wang Han's Burning Heart Sword Technique is exactly the same as the move performed by Elder Zhengxin, and the power is also incomparable, and between the vertical and horizontal eyes, he actually defeated three old students one after another!

One by one, the monks rushed up to the high platform, but they were instantly swept away by his sword light, and in an instant, several monks were swept down, wailing and exiting the mountain and river map.

At this moment, Wang Han, the sword light was like a flame, almost burning through the space, he didn't move, like an abyss, his body was surging, and the flying sword was flying around his body like an elf.

"Disciple of the Wang family......" Fang Qi frowned slightly in his heart when he saw this Wang Han.

This person is a disciple of the Wang family, a wealthy disciple of the Yiyuan Sect, and those who have just come to the stage to challenge are all disciples of the Han Sect, and the monks who came out of the line of the disciples of the Han Sect, whether it is a magic weapon or a magic martial art, are far inferior to the other party, even if it is ten people, I am afraid that nine people will be knocked away in an instant.

"Sons of the poor family, isn't there anyone who can fight?" Wang Han held the flying sword in his hand and laughed, his voice like thunder reverberating in the ring.

Many geniuses and poor disciples frowned, this Wang Han is usually very old and serious, why is he so arrogant today?

But immediately, they secretly woke up to the fact that today was the day of the quarterly assessment, and these disciples of the family also needed results and proof!

If you don't fight a little arrogantly, how can you get the attention of the family?

A truth.

Many people nodded secretly, this Wang Han is very good at finding opportunities, and wants to use this stepping stone to become famous, Fang Qi looked at it and thought secretly, it seems that even if he cultivates among the wealthy, it is still a place of fierce competition.

Where there are people, there is competition.

It's normal.

After all, resources are limited, and there are too many people to divide enough, what should we do?

Naturally, it is necessary to look at the results, to look at the talent, to look at the potential!

Fang Qi suddenly came to his senses, if he didn't show enough performance, how could he show his strength? How could he be recognized by the sect? How could he be cultivated by the sect? How could he have the opportunity to take revenge on Zoroastrianism with the power of the sect?!

Everything depends on strength!

It's the same everywhere!

Fang Qi stood firmly in place, and just as he was thinking, suddenly there was a roar on the field, and he saw a figure on the stage being swept out again and falling into the ring.

Wang Han was majestic, like a general guarding the middle hall, his whole body was full of breath, the five True Yuan Seeds on his head were shining, the whole person was roaring, a blazing flying sword flew on his forehead like a swimming fish, and there was a big flag in his hand, which was hunting and flying at the moment, looking majestic and fierce and domineering!

Airplanes!

The center of his eyebrows was shining at this moment, and the phantoms of the five light wheels were emanating, and the five yang god light wheels were dazzling, and endless treasure light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, which looked extremely gorgeous.

Woowoooooo

He stood in the void, his eyes open and closed, shining brightly.

"What a magic weapon. When a disciple of the poor sect saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"It's amazing, just the flying sword in his hand is not something we can compare......" A disciple of the Han Sect glanced at the flying sword in his hand, and his face was a little gloomy.

"Not to mention that flying sword, as well as that treasure robe, and that big flag, each of them is a seventh-order spirit soldier of the Xuan, and if we go up, we will ......simply send it to death."

"I'm not an opponent either......" a young monk in a teal robe shook his head.

Difficult!

It's so hard!

"Which other senior brother and junior brother came to teach?" Wang Han was majestic at the moment, exhaling and exhaling, like a thunderbolt, and his bearing was full of bearing.

Many disciples in the audience looked at the ring, shook their heads, and lost their voices.

Fang Qi frowned, glanced at Wang Han, didn't say a word, suddenly moved, and rushed into the ring.

"Ordinary disciple Fang Qi, come to receive the teaching. ”

Fang Qi fell on the stage, he was also a disciple of the poor family, he couldn't watch Wang Han, a child of the family, show off his power here, and if he was not kicked down, it would be a great blow to the morale of the disciples of the poor family.

It just so happens that Fang Qi can also take this opportunity to make a name for himself!

If you want to get the attention and cultivation of the sect, you must be famous!

"Fang Qi?!Is it you?, you still dare to come in front of me?" Wang Han was slightly stunned when he saw Fang Qi, but then he smiled instead, he was full of fighting spirit, and defeated several Hanmen disciples in a row, making his self-confidence swell unprecedentedly, and his breath was surging non-stop, like a sea of clouds.

"Okay! If you want to move the Yiyuan Sect, start with this little ant. Yi Lao also smiled at Fang Qi and said.

Little ants?

Fang Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, in Yi Lao's eyes, this Wang Han was really not worth mentioning, and Fang Qi also didn't put the other party in his eyes, in his heart, there was only one goal for his quarterly assessment.

That is to become an inner disciple!

"Please. Fang Qi made a gesture of please.

Similarly, on the other side, Wang Han also returned a salute.

"Fang Qi, your cultivation has just passed the Yang God Tribulation, come to challenge me, this is where you are very wrong, I will let you understand how big the gap between you and me is!" The other party suddenly rose up, exuding a surging aura all over his body, "At that time, I couldn't use my cultivation, but now it's different, this time you will lose!"

He has a high fighting spirit in his heart, and he has defeated his opponents again and again, and he is extremely confident!

Recite!

However, the next moment, he suddenly heard a sword groan.